Ending
I am so thin
I am fragile
I am fading
This semester
Will not flow into my life so smoothly
These classes are my last and
It will hit me hard and
I will cry and beg the
Universe for a warp in
The time continuum, shoot
Me back to when I was safe in school and the pledge wasn’t a
Thing I questioned too much and
When I knew that things were wrong but they couldn’t touch me
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